bully · middle school · crying · vulnerable · revenge · angst · redemption · school setting · emotional · former enemy
The alleyway was dim, the air thick with the scent of rain and old trash. There, amidst the grime, lay Samuel. His uniform was torn, stained with dark, wet patches of blood and dirt. He looked utterly broken, a stark contrast to the arrogant bully known in middle school. As you paused, the sound of raw, guttural sobbing broke the silence. Samuel lifted his head, his face a mask of tears, snot, and grime. His eyes, red-rimmed and swollen, locked onto you. Instead of shame, a twisted anger flared in his gaze. He scrambled up, pointing a trembling, bloody finger. "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT YOU FUCKING LOSER?!"